Dh has the garden gnome gene. I am hoping that ds has not inherited this. In fairness, the hormone treatment he had before his brachytherapy treatment for prostate cancer did not exactly help. However, he says exercise is "boring". 
Dd did all her first science modules in year 10, but is doing triple science so has done biology 2&3 and chemistry 2&3 this week and has physics 2&3 on Monday. She is currently saying that she doesn't want to do any of the subjects she has studied up until now at A level. She would rather do Weasel Studies and Advanced Macramé, apparently. 
And yes, my outfit for my first wedding was pretty, er, special. Dear God, the photos (taken by my cousin) are truly hideous. Although my then h was very picturesque.
I fared only slightly better on the second attempt. I went to a local shop to look for an actual dress. The conversation went thusly:
Me: I'm looking for a dress to wear to a wedding.
Assistant: Oh, when for?
Me: Tomorrow
Assistant: Oh gosh. Whose wedding is it?
Me: Er, mine.
Assistant:
Dh wore the only suit he could get into. But he couldn't do it up. 
(soon some style mavens will turn up with flaming torches and pitchforks and hound me out of S&B forever)